For the last hour or so I've been laying on my bed, with a yeti underneath me and an afghan on top. I also consumed nearly an entire box of mints, which come in a rather amusing tin with the address for the sexuality and you website. My teeth hurt, but damn am I happy.

Well, not really.

I'm bored and cranky. April's been bitchy all day, which hasn't helped me.

So now, I'm sitting here, talking to Kate and Meg, whilst listening to Sigur Ros and feeling rather sorry for myself. It's all good.